I Pooped

oops, I meant I am pooped.

Huge difference, I realize.

(I will be more careful next time.) 

When I say that mustering up the will to get out of bed

today was difficult. . .that would be an understatement.

My alarm went off.

I growled and hit snooze.

And I thought that would be it.

I didn't realize that my mind would wake me back up

at 7:30 reminding me that I have a host of new friends

who would be disappointed if I quit so soon in my journey.

And for what. . .more sleep?!

I am such a slacker.

So up I trudged.

But NOT because I was excited about my run this morning.

Out of pure obligation.

Don't worry, I promise I won't take it out on all of you.

My attitude was put in check as I headed out the door.

It was like God knew I needed an extra boost.

The air was chilly and wind was plentiful this morning.

There was a light mist in the air as I started down the street,

and just when I was getting good and hot, 

a few tiny sprinkles would fall on my head.

It's the little blessings in life.

But really. . .

When is this added gumption and energy supposed to kick in?

I thought you exercise to gain more energy for the day.

I'm pooped, friends!

Severely exhausted all. the. time.

I'm drowning myself in water, running 3 days a week,

(my thighs STILL look flabby, dangit!) 

and I'm not seeing the results.

Ok, couch potato. . .It's only your second week. . .

But for reals. 

I'm trying really hard to not be over it.

I know this will have a huge pay-off in the end.

(I know I'll be "runner-skinny" eventually.)

And I know that I'll be proud of myself at the finish line.

But today. . .

Today I am exhausted.

But I did it.  

So I'm also content.

What have been your biggest struggles on your 

fitness journey? 

How did you push through?